Submissions by Darkness_Fiend (Highest Dope Fiend)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2024 8:47pm
9th Apr 2024 8:47pm
(39) My LifeStyle X.XIV.MMXXI @ 1:41AM
I’m stressed but truly blessed.
My reality has brought on many lessons.
I’m blowing through these intersections.
Dashing my way to a tragic collision.
There’s three things in life I don’t do.
Sobriety, fake bitches & red lights too.
I’m always rolling off something.
Nobody can warn you what’s coming.
I’ve been broke before, without friends;
On my own hitting dead ends.
Ignoring them with, “Remember when..”
Things were different back then.
I’m reminiscing about older days.
I remember not having shit to my...
My reality has brought on many lessons.
I’m blowing through these intersections.
Dashing my way to a tragic collision.
There’s three things in life I don’t do.
Sobriety, fake bitches & red lights too.
I’m always rolling off something.
Nobody can warn you what’s coming.
I’ve been broke before, without friends;
On my own hitting dead ends.
Ignoring them with, “Remember when..”
Things were different back then.
I’m reminiscing about older days.
I remember not having shit to my...
#hope
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DRUGS POEM
Published
9th Apr 2024 8:41pm
9th Apr 2024 8:41pm
(38) K-Town Vibez II-IX, MMXVI @ 8:59pm
My ash tray full of burnt cigarettes.
Early in the morning dealing with regrets.
Lungs burning from ripping bongs.
Heads banging, bumping gangster songs.
I’m under the influence in K-Town.
This is my life above ground.
These demons may have won this time.
I’ll deal with them after I finish this rhyme.
I need help for all the hell I raised.
My conscience stares back face to face.
My reflection portrays resentment.
My heart is dealing with the consequences.
Truthfully, I fear rehabilitation.
I don’t have any...
Early in the morning dealing with regrets.
Lungs burning from ripping bongs.
Heads banging, bumping gangster songs.
I’m under the influence in K-Town.
This is my life above ground.
These demons may have won this time.
I’ll deal with them after I finish this rhyme.
I need help for all the hell I raised.
My conscience stares back face to face.
My reflection portrays resentment.
My heart is dealing with the consequences.
Truthfully, I fear rehabilitation.
I don’t have any...
#addiction
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Apr 2024 6:52pm
4th Apr 2024 6:52pm
(37) Under The Influence IX.IX.MMXIX 6:05am
I’m so damn high, I’ve reached my dreams;
Come to find out I became another dope fiend.
I’m unconscious on this hospital bed feeling useless.
Pupils spiralled out ‘cause I’m really fucking reckless.
I’m lost in the stars, flying freely.
I consider myself a full time junkie.
The road I chose has infinite miles to walk;
LAPD harassing me, always trying to have a “talk”.
Life or death, enemy’s lurk before they stalk.
Fucking rookie attempted to lay my body in chalk.
My past has some crazy ass storylines;
They usually start like,...
Come to find out I became another dope fiend.
I’m unconscious on this hospital bed feeling useless.
Pupils spiralled out ‘cause I’m really fucking reckless.
I’m lost in the stars, flying freely.
I consider myself a full time junkie.
The road I chose has infinite miles to walk;
LAPD harassing me, always trying to have a “talk”.
Life or death, enemy’s lurk before they stalk.
Fucking rookie attempted to lay my body in chalk.
My past has some crazy ass storylines;
They usually start like,...
#drugs
#addiction
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Apr 2024 6:49pm
4th Apr 2024 6:49pm
(36) Neverending Euphoria 03.14.2019 @ 4:02pm)
Inhaling narcotics off the sack.
Hauling ass, scoring xanax.
Anything to escape suicidal tendencies.
I’m an alcoholic with drug dependencies.
Stormy nights, windy days.
Igniting my “last cigarette” today.
It felt like nine eleven when I relapsed.
My lungs have already collapsed.
I’ve been released back to the streets.
On my own recognizance, writing to beats.
My debts led me towards consequences.
Felonies after felonies, serious offenses.
Thousands of miles until I get back home.
Meanwhile I’m taking this blunt...
Hauling ass, scoring xanax.
Anything to escape suicidal tendencies.
I’m an alcoholic with drug dependencies.
Stormy nights, windy days.
Igniting my “last cigarette” today.
It felt like nine eleven when I relapsed.
My lungs have already collapsed.
I’ve been released back to the streets.
On my own recognizance, writing to beats.
My debts led me towards consequences.
Felonies after felonies, serious offenses.
Thousands of miles until I get back home.
Meanwhile I’m taking this blunt...
#drugs
#addiction
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Mar 2024 3:36am
8th Mar 2024 3:36am
(35) Numb 01.21.24 @ 1:46pm
My heart’s been bleeding out;
Since that December night.
I hold resentment against you like a grudge.
Why don’t you just fucking die already?!
I’ll never forgive her for what she did.
She’s the reason my heart aches.
The cause of my painful memories.
She murdered the loving soul that once was.
Chain smoking days.
Terror filled nightmares.
These dreams are as deadly as they occur.
What lurks in the dark is surely more fatal.
She gave me false hope.
Thinking I’d feel what love felt like again.
I gave her my...
Since that December night.
I hold resentment against you like a grudge.
Why don’t you just fucking die already?!
I’ll never forgive her for what she did.
She’s the reason my heart aches.
The cause of my painful memories.
She murdered the loving soul that once was.
Chain smoking days.
Terror filled nightmares.
These dreams are as deadly as they occur.
What lurks in the dark is surely more fatal.
She gave me false hope.
Thinking I’d feel what love felt like again.
I gave her my...
#heartbroken
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Mar 2024 3:33am
8th Mar 2024 3:33am
(34) Silent Suicide 01.21.24 @ 1:13pm
Shadows feed off my self esteem.
Depression ignites by the line.
Shattered glass pipes, life’s bleak.
Line after line, I’m feeling weak.
Sorrow on the rocks, tequila sunrise.
Every loss adds on to the pain.
Everything in life is on record, nothing’s private.
Searching for life’s purpose in a slurred point of view.
Trapped in an endless cycle of stimulant abuse.
If not for my addictions, would this nightmare intrigue you?
Three years soon became a decade.
The constant attempt to escape my reality.
Sadness reflects...
Depression ignites by the line.
Shattered glass pipes, life’s bleak.
Line after line, I’m feeling weak.
Sorrow on the rocks, tequila sunrise.
Every loss adds on to the pain.
Everything in life is on record, nothing’s private.
Searching for life’s purpose in a slurred point of view.
Trapped in an endless cycle of stimulant abuse.
If not for my addictions, would this nightmare intrigue you?
Three years soon became a decade.
The constant attempt to escape my reality.
Sadness reflects...
#SelfReflection
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DRUGS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2024 8:20am
7th Mar 2024 8:20am
(32) Repeat.Intoxication.Process (R.I.P.) 02/01/2016 @ 3:11pm
Cocaine, marijuana, meth, pills and alcohol.
Fantasizing to be free both mentally & physically.
Will I seek help anytime soon?
Will I ever be high enough to reach the moon?
I lost my self control, I have no sense of hope.
The day will come, I’ll fatality drop from dope.
Unstable by the teardrop.
Countless narcotics, it’s a one stop shop.
Penny for your thoughts?
I’m drunk and nauseous, stomach knots.
Why am I breaking speed limits?
Will the drugs ever be off-limits?
I’m running on adrenaline!
In the dark,...
Fantasizing to be free both mentally & physically.
Will I seek help anytime soon?
Will I ever be high enough to reach the moon?
I lost my self control, I have no sense of hope.
The day will come, I’ll fatality drop from dope.
Unstable by the teardrop.
Countless narcotics, it’s a one stop shop.
Penny for your thoughts?
I’m drunk and nauseous, stomach knots.
Why am I breaking speed limits?
Will the drugs ever be off-limits?
I’m running on adrenaline!
In the dark,...
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Mar 2024 11:07am
6th Mar 2024 11:07am
(30) Everyday Hell 12.16.23 @ 6:11pm
I’m cross faded, sick thoughts occurring.
Without drugs, I can’t function in this society.
I’m addicted but I’m not bragging.
I don’t have much but I’ll stand my ground.
I’m running on fumes.
What the fuck is left?
Hell awaits my presence!
Everything’s burning if not burned to ashes.
Working my way out of hell.
Nicotine slowly disintegrates my flesh.
Some fiend for love and happiness;
I seek self love and peace.
It’s my everyday hell that makes me what I am.
Many will never know my darkest side.
Those who...
Without drugs, I can’t function in this society.
I’m addicted but I’m not bragging.
I don’t have much but I’ll stand my ground.
I’m running on fumes.
What the fuck is left?
Hell awaits my presence!
Everything’s burning if not burned to ashes.
Working my way out of hell.
Nicotine slowly disintegrates my flesh.
Some fiend for love and happiness;
I seek self love and peace.
It’s my everyday hell that makes me what I am.
Many will never know my darkest side.
Those who...
#SelfReflection
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2024 11:00am
6th Mar 2024 11:00am
(28) Always Connected 12.16.23 @ 5:51pm
Freshman year, decades ago.
I remember staring off in the distance.
A queen entered my sight, Andrea was her name.
A beautiful soul to remember, acquainted during French.
Lost in thought, gorgeous forever she will be.
Exchanging looks during class lectures.
Overpowered by your beauty.
Still connected many years later.
We’re only getting closer.
Everything bad has vanished, having met you.
I got love for my nena, don’t you every worry!
We’re always connected.
Smart, dedicated & adventurous.
A well defined...
I remember staring off in the distance.
A queen entered my sight, Andrea was her name.
A beautiful soul to remember, acquainted during French.
Lost in thought, gorgeous forever she will be.
Exchanging looks during class lectures.
Overpowered by your beauty.
Still connected many years later.
We’re only getting closer.
Everything bad has vanished, having met you.
I got love for my nena, don’t you every worry!
We’re always connected.
Smart, dedicated & adventurous.
A well defined...
#BestFriend
#friendship
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DARK POEM
Published
29th Feb 2024 8:15am
29th Feb 2024 8:15am
(27) In My Head 12.16.23 @ 5:19pm
In my lair, my body is about to drop.
What will it take for me to stop?
I’d rather fake a smile than frown.
Consider me the happy sad clown.
Isolation, fear and depression.
What’s the reason for my obsession?
I’m here with all these questions.
No answers regarding resurrection.
I need help but I refuse to accept it.
I wish I could forget all of it.
It’s two in the morning;
I’m raging and mourning.
I’m unsure of what lies ahead.
I’m unpredictable in the head.
I’m killing myself with this substance.
I’m...
What will it take for me to stop?
I’d rather fake a smile than frown.
Consider me the happy sad clown.
Isolation, fear and depression.
What’s the reason for my obsession?
I’m here with all these questions.
No answers regarding resurrection.
I need help but I refuse to accept it.
I wish I could forget all of it.
It’s two in the morning;
I’m raging and mourning.
I’m unsure of what lies ahead.
I’m unpredictable in the head.
I’m killing myself with this substance.
I’m...
#sadness
#depression
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DRUGS POEM
Published
29th Feb 2024 8:13am
29th Feb 2024 8:13am
(26) Life As I Know It V.XIII.MMXV @ 4:04pm
Drugs ignite twisted perceptions.
Times are rough, that’s an expectation.
Everything the world does is meaningless.
Life keeps teaching us.
In the bathroom reflecting on events that occurred.
Scribbling it down as I’m flying like a bird.
Hoping one day these painful rhymes get recognized.
Miserable memories linger, my family cries.
Life’s a twisted dimension, swirling in circles.
Roaming dark alleyways, smoking on some purple.
I don’t have enough reasons to live nor end it.
Regardless, I can’t split.
I’m not the one...
Times are rough, that’s an expectation.
Everything the world does is meaningless.
Life keeps teaching us.
In the bathroom reflecting on events that occurred.
Scribbling it down as I’m flying like a bird.
Hoping one day these painful rhymes get recognized.
Miserable memories linger, my family cries.
Life’s a twisted dimension, swirling in circles.
Roaming dark alleyways, smoking on some purple.
I don’t have enough reasons to live nor end it.
Regardless, I can’t split.
I’m not the one...
#drugs
#addiction
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Feb 2024 2:09pm
26th Feb 2024 2:09pm
(25) R.I.P. Shadow 12.16.23 @ 2:56pm
Part of me died on a Friday night.
I became heartless, running from the light.
Fucking theifs caught flight.
Sentimental possessions robbed on sight.
Fuck what the world has to say!
Nothing’s the same since that day.
It was my pride and joy.
It was more than a toy.
To everybody else, it’s just a material item.
If I saw who it was, I would fight him.
I had the world in the palm of my hands.
There’s no place I couldn’t go, I had plans.
Wishing this was all a dream.
Seeing it disappear, I wanted to scream.
A...
I became heartless, running from the light.
Fucking theifs caught flight.
Sentimental possessions robbed on sight.
Fuck what the world has to say!
Nothing’s the same since that day.
It was my pride and joy.
It was more than a toy.
To everybody else, it’s just a material item.
If I saw who it was, I would fight him.
I had the world in the palm of my hands.
There’s no place I couldn’t go, I had plans.
Wishing this was all a dream.
Seeing it disappear, I wanted to scream.
A...
#confessional
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